'Four year olds whose parents.Sometimes, unaccountably.Look at them.Then, look away and tear up'.Sunder and Sonati writes for @livewire .

"From Abba to Baba.It’s a journey from sanity to insanity.From Indian to trying hard to be Indian. ". Read @moumitaalam31 's poem for @livewire.

Akshara Srivijay writes.

Irene Khanum Sherwani writes.

@Arpitapv3129 writes.

It adeptly, and possibly inadvertently, weaves all these themes into a complex whole about what it means to be an Indian. @kachamangobite writes.

You are wiping me off.With a bloodstained sleeve,.Like I never was, like I never will be. Can you stop for once?. Read Zainab Fatma's poem for @livewire .Illustration by @PariplabV .

In a country where many times people are ready to kill in order to save ‘honour’ after discovering one’s (non-hetero) sexuality, caste or religion – the space of queer friendship seems like a relief. @Aishwarya_avrj writes. Illustration by @PariplabV .

Book Review: The Tale of Displaced Homes and Everlasting ‘Hunger’.@moumitaalam31 writes.

The JNU scholar will be remembered as much for his monumental contribution to the world of knowledge, as for leaving behind several students in his discipline, who will carry on the tradition of intensive research.

The ceaseless battle with uncertain thoughts, entangled in undecipherable fear, has led me to a resolute decision: to immerse myself in reading. Neetika writes for @livewire .

Friendships can only be built through freedom and equality. @AnchalBhatheja writes for @livewire .Illustration by @PariplabV .

'The diary of poems.Sleeps too much.With no dreams'.Read Farzan Ghani's poem for @livewire .#poetry .

RT @thewire_in: The Gita Press was and is waging a battle in sharp contrast to what Gandhi was trying to do with respect to Hinduism in mod….

''What use are words if they cannot serve what nothing does?.What use are words if they too don’t reach hearts in the hinterlands, forests and fields?''.Read Subham Basak's ( @SubhamB_Rick ) poem for @livewire.

''What use are words if they cannot serve what nothing does?.What use are words if they too don’t reach hearts in the hinterlands, forests and fields?''.Read Subham Basak's ( @SubhamB_Rick ) poem for @livewire .

'Everything I laboured for left me broken. They buried sweet summer.under piles of paper. Semesters roll without vacation.'.@JhilamChattaraj writes.

Since you have metamorphosed into.resistance and.I have become a voice. Don’t we know a bit of Sun.can even metamorphose water into torrential rain?.Writes @moumitaalam31.